Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1887-10-27
Storm and sunshine. peace and strife,
Over the bridge they go;
Floating on In the tide Of life,

Hurry along, sorrow and song,
All is vanity meath the sun.
Velvet and rags SO the world ways,
Until the river no more shall run.
Her song aroused the audience to the
highest pitch of enthusiasm; they were
enraptured by the charm and passion
in her rich, full voice. A storm of APP
plause burst forth when she had fin
ished, and only after treble repetition
did her auditors reluctantly allow her
to leave the stage.
Ayoung man who had only arrived at
the Hcmlock inn that evening resolved
not to sit through the rest of the enter
tainment.
an pass the time better walking
about" thought he. "Queer go, to
find Ada Adair here singing under a
strange name!"
So musing, he lit cigar, strobe the
hall, and set forth upon q ramble
through the village.
This soon grew tiresome. He
yawned, and stood for Il moment I'M
decided whether to go on or not. A
sign opposite attracted his attention:
1.-The Adirondack Eagle" He crossed
the road and looked through the win
dow. The interior was lit up and some
one was visible, writing at desk.
81 wonder what keeps my colleague
of the pen up, O. nights" thought the
young stranger as he entered the office
and walked leisurely up to its occu-
pant.
"How areyou?" said he. liam Will
Dover of the New York Arbiter
Thought I'd call and see how your no.
BILE bird is flourishing."
The person writing was a sandy
haired, freckle-faced, country boy. He
looked upon Dover's arrival as provi-
Dental.
"fm glad to see you!' said he, heart
lily. Pm Bill Jones, an I'm left here
to get out the paper all alone. The
editor is down with the rheumatics,
and the comp has started off on a tramp.
The page is short, bout three sticks.
Say, mister~will you write something
to put in there? I've bin tryin' for three
hours, an l can't, but l kin set it up"
Dover consented so pleasantly that
the ink-stained face of his petitioner
beamed with smiles. He quickly wrote
a report of the concert, bestowing law
ish praise upon all that took part in it.
OfPenelope Vaughan, he wrote: "Those
who have only heard her singing inane,
topical songs, or other burlesque' dit
ties, can not realiz, the depth of feel
ing she displayed in the simple En-
glish song. For her own sake, we adj
wise her to give up pink tights and de-
vote her talents to Il higher grade of
performances.
"B'gum I'm obliged to YER" said
the faithful neophyte, as Will finished.
II got the form on the press tonight,
an l kin kick off the hull edition by
breakfast time"
viii Dover walked slowly back to
the hotel, elated by the consciousness
that he had done good deed
Many of the concert organ izers were
assembled upon the porch of the Hem
lock Inn on the following morning
when Bill Jones appeared, yelling in
finished newsboy style: Here's yer
Edgle' Full account of the grand con-
cert" Never did journalistic enter.
prise meet with q quicker return. Bills
stock was soon sold out, and he hurried
back to the Office for new supply.
The reading of the report created q
, great sensation. Penelope Vaughan,
! burlesque actress! Scandalous!" ex
. claimed the ladies. A chorus of a.
told you So" arose. The guests gath
, cred in large circle and all talked a
p once.
Penelope. the unconscious cause o
| all this perturbation, was sitting with
, in little boat-house upon the shor'
of the lake. At frequent intervals
{ she glanced along the road, for, al
though she would not have confessed
p it, she was waiting for Rev. Arthur
Marvin.
! Presently she saw him advancing
!, rapidly toward the hotel. His appear
= ance alarmed her; he walked fast ant
: at times shook stout cane violently
in the air. with fierce 9esticulations
:. As he came nearer she saw he was in
: violent rage. Beside him ran Bill
= Jones, the printers boy.
+ Arthur stopped before the veranda
'Is Mr.. William Dover here?" he de
!, manded. From where she sat within
the boat-house, Penelope couldsshea
:, plainly all that was said.
The ladies were eager to know wha
he thought of the astounding informa
o ton that had burst upon them tina
. morning, so they ignored his question
= and one of them said sweetly: 1--WE di,
p not know we were to be honored b,
. professional assistance last evening
Il Mr.. Marvin"
Arthur hit the ground savagely wit
his cane. II have seen the statemen
y in the village paper that Miss Vaugha
is an actress said he. II brand it a
a base calumny. l assure all it is un
= true, a lying story. This boy tells m
it is the fabrication of a young ma
4 stopping here Is he present."
No one responded to his demand
i Dover, indeed. had left in search G
h gayer scenes on an early train.
!. Arthur had caught glimpse of
: well-known face near the window O
d the boat-house, and he passed on t.
a ward it.
With his words still ringing in he
\, aarS words that proved his faith i